F: Forgotten

I have drunk enough of the night

to lie awake

as dawn creeps in

as the fragrance of your breath

and the soft lilt of your voice 

curl their fingers

through my hair 

at the crossroad 

where our paths once merged

in the scent 

of the setting moon

in the song of dawn.


The flowers lie dead

and discarded

dust swirls where you and I

once stood 

“hurry, hurry,”

your eyes smoulder

as you toss a smile at me

over your shoulder

aware that any moment now…… 

any moment 


I will forget you. 

4 Comments Add yours

  1. My Era says:

    What happened in the night, will be wrapped with the night.
    Beautiful 🙂

    My Era @theerailivedin
    The Era I Lived In

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  2. Mason Canyon says:

    Very moving.

    Alex’s Ninja Minion

    Liked by 1 person

  3. rosemawrites says:

    oh wow. the personification, especially that first line, is so breathtakingly written! 🙂

    @rosemawrites from
    A Reading Writer

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